#just know i havent seen the finale since it aired

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

Alternate Series Finale - Protective Lillian AU

When Lex takes Lena, he's quick to lock the anti-magic device around her wrist. Lena immediately feels the effect-- a weight on her chest, her energy sapping away. But she pushes through it, refusing to let her brother see any weakness. Thus contained, he's confident enough to thrust her into the chamber where he's stowed Esme without further restraint.

"Lena!"

Esme flies into Lena's arms the moment she lays eyes on her aunt. Lena bundles her close, carrying her to sit on the bed as Esme sobs. She soothes her, closing her eyes against the drain of the device on her wrist.

"It's okay," she promises. "I won't let anything happen."

In that moment, Esme's relief is so great, and she feels so loved, that the love totem transfers to Lena. Neither of them notice the change, until Lex comes to check on it, and finds the totem is no longer on the back of Esme's neck. He quickly puts the pieces together.

"You will always fall into the light," he echoes, smirking at his sister.

When it comes time to make the trade for the allstone, Lex does bind Lena's hands, lest she try anything foolish. Regardless, Lena still hoists Esme into her arms, whispering for the girl to hold onto her, and not let go.

At the rendezvous point, Lena stands with Lex and Nyxly, watching the rest of the team gather at the far end of the bridge.

"Release them," Kara orders, her voice stern and fierce as Supergirl.

Lex smirks. "You can have the girl," he allows. "As a show of good faith."

He nods at Lena, who regards him for a long moment before deciding that chances were good he'll honor his word. After all, Esme is no longer of any value to him, now that the totem has chosen Lena.

Lena crouches, setting Esme on her feet. "Go on, sweetheart. Your moms will keep you safe."

"What about you?" Esme asks, her chin wobbling.

Lena gives a reassuring smile. "I'll be okay. I promise."

She presses a kiss to Esme's head, before giving her a gentle push towards the center of the bridge where Alex and Kelly wait. Esme walks hesitantly towards them, then sprints the rest of the way until she's swept up in Kelly's arms and shuffled to the back of the group, out of the line of fire.

"Now the allstone."

"Lena first," Kara demands.

"I don't think so." Lex lifts a small remote in his hand, and clicks a button. In an instant, electric fire arcs through Lena's body, making her scream as she falls to her knees. When it passes, Lena is left gasping, and nearly rolling her eyes.

Of course the device on her wrist would serve a dual purpose.

"The allstone," Lex repeats.

"Supergirl, don't--" Lena's plea comes too late.

Kara reluctantly opens her fist, and the moment it comes into view it flies through the air to settle into Nyxly's palm. She and Lex share a mutual grin of triumph. With a twist of Lex's watch, a portal opens behind them.

When Lex hauls Lena back to her feet, Kara cries out. "You have what you want! Let her go!"

"And let you have her?" Lex tsks. "You should know me better than that, Supergirl."

With that, Lex and Nyxly step back through the portal, dragging Lena with them. The last thing Kara sees before the portal winks out is the fear in Lena's eyes.

----

They shove Lena back in the same room as before, but this time, without Esme to put on a brave face for, Lena falls into the bed, exhausted. With her magic dampened, part of her life force is no longer accessible, and she declines quickly.

By the time Lillian comes to speak with her, she finds Lena feverish and pallid, her sallow skin slicked with clammy sweat. Her eyes barely flicker open when Lillian cups her cheek, smoothing the damp hair from her face.

Lillian is livid. She takes Lex to task when he comes in to visit, but he remains unfazed. "You should know better than anyone how dangerous magic can be," he says. "Isn't that why you hid all those talismans around the house?"

"She's your sister," Lillian reminds her son.

He shrugs. "And my murderer, remember."

When he leaves, Lillian remains. Because what Lex doesn't know is that his mother has pilfered Lena's signal watch. Gazing at her daughter for a long moment, she makes her decision.

She activates the signal.

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much for finding this fic especially, one of my all time favourites to have written!! ♡

Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader

spoilers: set in seasons 2 & 3

Trying

That night could have so easily never happened. If just one thing had been different, if you hadnt chosen to run after Daryl when he stormed off after the group finally found Sophia, if the two of you had walked in a different direction and hadnt found that bar, if either of you had decided to stay sober. But that night, the stars truly did align. When you awoke in the arms of the naked Daryl Dixon, you thought that the stars had been doing you a favour. But within a few weeks, you realised that maybe the stars had actually been playing a cruel trick on you.

The group’s place on the farm was hardly permanent, that was obvious from the get go; you didnt know how much longer you would have a safe environment, you didnt know what to do. You had to tell Daryl, of course you did. The two of you hadnt really spoken since that night, the air was different between you two, the butterflies had escaped your stomachs and fluttered around you, bringing small smiles and rosy cheeks and flirtatious glances, but no conversation. Until you speed walked over to Daryl’s tent, your fists clenched so hard your knuckles hurt, your head spinning and your heart pounding.

“Daryl-“

He turned around as soon as he heard your voice, and he barely had to look at you before he was holding your shoulders and searching your eyes. “Hey, ya alright? Ya look like ya’ve seen a damn ghost!”

You chuckled airily, feeling the weight of your words without you even having to say them, and knowing that once you did, they’d only feel heavier. “We need to talk.”

Daryl frowned at you, concerned and obviously a little awkward, not knowing where this ‘talk’ was headed. You could tell that whatever he thought you might say, it was definitely not what left your lips.

“Daryl...Im pregnant.”

His face was unreadable, but unlike every other occasion when it had been difficult to decipher, his usual storminess wasnt present. Daryl stared at you wordlessly, and you felt the weight of your words crushing you until you burst into over-explaining yourself.

“I-I know the baby’s yours, I havent slept with anyone else, b-but I dont expect you to- we dont even know how much longer we’ll be on the farm, it’s stupid to keep it, sorry, forget I even-“ You were rambling, shaking your head and running your hands through your hair, until Daryl grabbed your hands to stop you.

“If ya don’ wan’ it, tha’s up to you, it’s yer body. But, ya don’ gotta give it up, if ya don’ want to.” His words were hoarse, and you could finally read what his eyes were telling you; there were too many emotions, too much shock, he couldnt put those things into words, but he didnt need to.

“Y-You...You want to do this? Daryl, we arent even together, we had sex once and now there’s a baby in the middle of all this and I just...are you sure?” You stared up at him, searching through the waves of emotion in his eyes to try and find an answer.

“Aint nobody else I’d wanna try this with, but if ya dont want a kid now, we can jus’ wait to have one when yer ready.” Daryl was shy, his cheeks blushing beneath his stubble as he avoided your eyes, but his hands still held yours.

You smiled up at him then, the fog in your mind clearing to reveal the answer you needed. “We can try.”

Daryl’s gaze snapped up from the ground to meet your eyes, studying your face for any sign of uncertainty, and in the span of two seconds he found none. He broke out into a smile, which widened into a grin, then into a laugh as he lifted you up in his arms and spun you around, making you laugh too. When Daryl placed you back down on the ground, he held you close to his chest.

“Anythin’ ya need, anythin’ at all, jus’ tell me. Any prob’ems, anyone gives ya a hard time about anythin’, I’ll deal with ‘em.” He promised you, sniffling into your hair, his tears of bliss dampening your ponytail.

You nodded into his chest. “I know, you’ve always kept me safe.”

That statement was true from the very first moment you’d met Daryl. He’d always felt a protectiveness over you, and he couldnt hold back from acting on it. Anytime you’d encountered a walker, he’d all but sprint in front of you to act as a human shield, or he’d fire his crossbow before you’d had the chance to even lift your knife. At first, it annoyed you a little; you felt that Daryl thought you couldnt handle yourself. You confronted him about it angrily, and you’d expected him to get angry at you right back, to tell you that if you didnt get yourself in danger all the damn time - which you had to admit, you did have a bad habit of doing - he wouldnt have to save you. Instead, Daryl just sat at his tent silently, head hanging, and guilt consumed you. Immediately, you apologised for biting his head off and sat down next fo him, and you told him that he made you feel safer than anyone, you just didnt want him to risk himself for you like he always did.

“Rather go out protectin’ you than jus’ gettin’ eaten fer nothin’.” Daryl had mumbled, and although he’d tried to play off how much he cared about you, his message was crystal clear to you.

If you thought he was protective of you then, you had no idea what was awaiting you when you were pregnant with Daryl’s baby. He was at your side 24/7. You were more than happy to move in his tent on the farm, but Daryl moved it closer to the rest of the group so that there were more people to protect you if shit hit the fan. Naturally, Daryl’s sudden clinginess to you, and his ferocity towards anyone who asked him about it, got everyone in the group clued in that something was going on. It was actually Dale that figured it out first. You were hanging some washing out to dry, and he casually approached you in the way Dale did when he had something to say.

“Daryl’s a good guy.” He mused, and you nodded, beaming at him.

“Yeah, he is.” You glanced over at Daryl, who Dale had made sure was in a conversation with Rick a safe distance away from you, so that he could talk to you without your bodyguard tearing him a new one.

“I’ve never seen him so...territorial, over anyone. Closest thing was Merle, and that made sense, that was the only family he had. But you, you arent family to him. That is, unless you and him now have a new...family connection.” Dale guessed, your head whipping back around to stare at him with wide eyes. Seeing your expression, Dale laughed. “Dont worry, your secret’s safe with me. Just let me know if you need anything! Not that I suppose I’ll get the chance to help before-“

And as if by magic, Daryl appeared at your side, taking the basket of washing from your arms and giving you a nod, a silent question of if everything was alright, and you returned the nod to answer.

“Wha’s goin’ on?” Daryl verbalised his next question, directed to Dale, accompanied by a scowl, which you playfully poked Daryl’s chest for.

Dale smiled. “Oh, nothing! Just everyday conversation. (Y/N), I have to say, you are positively glowing today!” He teased, and you laughed, smiling at the old man kindly as he walked away.

“Thank you Dale!” You called after him, and when you looked to Daryl, he was frowning.

“The hell was ‘at?” He asked, his question harsh but his voice always soft when he talked to you.

“Dale guessed. He was smart about it, got my guard down by mentioning what a good guy you are.” You chuckled and shook your head, grabbing more clothes from the basket in Daryl’s arms to hang on the line.

Though Daryl was still on full alert, a small smile curled at the corner of his mouth. “Good guy, huh?”

You grinned at him. “Yup! And Im sure you’ll be more than a good dad.” You stood on your tiptoes to kiss Daryl’s cheek, making him blush furiously as he scoffed.

As a result of the mental and physical wounds that his father left, Daryl understandably had his own anxieties about the kind of father he would be. Up until you’d told him you were pregnant, Daryl honestly hadnt even thought about having kids of his own, he thought he was too broken, a lost cause. Somehow, having you at his side made him feel like he could actually do this.

When the camp found out about Lori’s pregnancy, which came as a total shock to you since you’d been so focussed on your own, you and Daryl decided to tell them about your baby, too. It seemed only fair, and it shared the weight of the burden that you knew Lori was feeling at the same time as you.

“Wait, you too?” T-Dog had asked, with eyes so wide you couldnt help laughing.

“Yeah!”

And then his eyes got wider. “Who’s the daddy?!”

All you had to do was glance at Daryl, and T-Dog’s jaw hit the floor, until he composed himself back into a smirk and a calm nod of approval to Daryl. “Ma man.”

This eased the tension substantially, everyone laughing as Rick approached Daryl to congratulate him. The group had never seen Daryl smile with such pride before.

The farm falling was up there with the worst possible things that could have happened. Daryl stuck to you like glue when the group was on the road, sleeping outside unprotected for the first time in what felt like an eternity. You were exhausted from the stress of it all that first day, and you ending up passing out with your head on Daryl’s lap. That night, he didnt sleep a single second. He stayed on full alert, his eyes and ears hyper focussed on anything that could be a danger to you, while his fingertips absentmindedly combed through your hair as you slept. Despite being on full alert, Daryl couldnt help glancing down at you periodically, and even if those glances only lasted half a second before he returned back to his protective duties, every single time he looked at you he was reminded that he could never love anything more.

Finding the prison felt like a god send, and your hope was restored in the fact your baby’s fate was safe. Sitting in front of that campfire, your head rested on Daryl’s shoulder as he wrapped an arm around you, you smiled into the flames, a few tears slipping down your cheeks. Daryl nudged you gently, his other hand quick to brush your tears away.

“Hey, wha’s wrong? Ya in pain?” He panicked, and you shook your head, beaming up at him.

“Things are turning around.” You told him, your voice so quiet, almost afraid to vocalise such a thought in case it ruined everything.

The smile Daryl gave you put all your worries to rest, and he pulled you closer to place a kiss on your forehead.

No official relationship had been established between you and Daryl, but ever since you discovered that you were having his baby, things had obviously developed. The two of you were more affectionate with each other, a natural progression considering how often you’d be by each other’s sides. But Daryl had never asked you out, you’d never asked him out, there was just a love that was acknowledged and accepted, that was being allowed to finally flourish into something beautiful. The two of you were focussed on the baby, and that was a very welcome distraction, it meant that you didnt spend time worrying about your relationship with each other, you didnt have the space in your minds to overthink about that, so it just existed, and it existed wonderfully.

Settling into the prison was utter bliss, finally having an actual room, a real bed to call your own, it was absolutely needed in your case. Since you were getting so big, it was getting very difficult for you to help out with any laborious tasks, to the extent where you couldnt even lift a mattress onto your own bed. Daryl was more than happy to do that for you, of course, and before you could protest or thank him, he kissed you and sped off, leaving you giggling, bewildered and blushing as you fell back onto the mattress. You hadnt intended to fall asleep, but when Daryl gently shook you awake to eat some dinner, you couldnt have woken up faster. He watched in amusement as you all but swallowed your meal whole, your swollen stomach and glowing smile making his heart pound in his chest. In that moment, he knew that without a doubt, he would keep that prison standing if he had to hold the ceiling up himself, just to give you a safe place to stay.

Lori’s death turned your world upside down. The two of you werent particularly close, but you had grown so much closed given your shared state. Seeing Maggie walk out clutching a bloody baby, and Carl at her side in stone cold shock, it shook your hopeful illusion of your labour going without a hitch. You dont know how you’d convinced yourself of that, or whether you just hadnt let yourself think about giving birth, but every single day after that you grieved the loss of your friend, while your anxiety grew exponentially. Daryl could see it, the closer you got to your due date (which you were glad Hershel had calculated for you, but you partly wished you’d never found out) the more frantic you got. Daryl did his best to calm you down, to reassure you, and what happened to Lori combined with your own fears made him even more determined to stick by your side, so that you definitely werent without him when the time came.

You were sitting in the prison field with Carol picking flowers to lay on Lori’s grave, when you felt a gush between your legs. It was so intense that the fluid reached Carol’s shoe, and she gasped, her head slowly lifting from the flowers in her hands to look at you as all colour drained from your face.

“DARYL!” She yelled, and he was there in an instant, he’d only been a few feet away, but Carol couldnt believe how fast he’d run.

You, on the other hand, didnt see Daryl run. You couldnt move your eyes when his hands held your face, you couldnt speak, you couldnt breathe, you were frozen. And then everything was blurry, and it took you several seconds to register that you were crying. By the time you did realise, Daryl had already swung you up in his arms and was carrying you bridal style as he sprinted for the prison, everyone in the group running behind him.

Daryl laid you on your bed, the blurry silhouette of him disappearing briefly to be replaced by what you deciphered to be Hershel. He pinched your ear, hard, and you slapped his hand away.

“OW!” You cried, and Daryl growled, close to beating the old man if Rick hadnt held him back.

Hershel chuckled. “You werent showing symptoms of actual shock, you were just, well, shocked, and I needed to get you out of it. We need you responsive for this!”

You sighed and let your head fall back against the pillow, rubbing your earlobe. “Fuck.”

Hershel pointed a gloved finger at you. “Careful of that language now, there’s gonna be a little one here soon!”

With that, Hershel began examining you. Daryl was allowed back at your side, and when he reached for your hand, you gripped his. He kept his eyes fixed on your face, not paying attention to what Hershel was doing, only to the reactions of discomfort on your face.

“‘s alright, we gonna get you through this, promise.” Daryl whispered, voice already hoarse with emotion.

“Any guesses on what you might be having, (Y/N)?” Hershel asked you curiously as he examined you, somewhat easing your nerves with a distracting topic.

You smiled at Hershel before your eyes gravitated back to Daryl’s. “Well, we dont know, but since the start I’ve had a feeling that it’s a girl. I dont know, though.”

Hershel smiled at you. “A mother’s instinct is rarely wrong.”

He continued the examination before determining that you had only just started dilating, so it was not yet time to start pushing, despite your contractions having already begun. Since there was no telling how long the labour would take, Hershel told everyone to go back to work for the time being, but of course, Daryl was never going to leave you. For most of your dilation period, it was just you and Daryl in the cell you shared, him thinking up any random crap of a memory he could in order to distract you every time a contraction came, his hand never letting go of yours. Hershel came in to re-examine you and check on how you were doing in general every half an hour or so, and within around four hours, it was time to start pushing. Maggie and Beth were summoned back to the room then for medical assistance, and Daryl stayed at your side as the rest of the company stood essentially staring between your legs, but that was the least daunting aspect of what was going on. Tears filled your eyes as the next contraction rolled ploughed through you.

“PUSH (Y/N), PUSH!” Hershel called out, while Daryl leaned close to your ear.

“C’mon sweet girl, ya got this, yer gonna be jus’ fine. Push for me, push for her, go on, you can do it.” He whispered, but even his whisper was raw with emotion.

You nodded and squeezed your eyes shut, pressure and immense pain building at your hips as you pushed with all your might, your tears escaping and rolling down your face, into your hair that splayed across the pillow beneath your head. You cried out, clutching Daryl’s hand so hard you were worried you were going to break it, but he thought it was the least amount of pain he could deal with considering what you were going through.

And then, there was a cry. The cell plummeted into eerie silence, a ringing in your ears like a bullet had been fired right beside your head, as Hershel lifted a bloody bundle of limbs from between your legs. You felt winded, lost for words, lost for...everything. Maggie and Beth both wiped happy tears from their cheeks as Hershel passed the tiny human over to them, so they could quickly wash the blood away. Sound returned like a crashing wave, the ringing and the deafening silence replaced by heavy breathing and the cries of your baby. When you realised you were still clutching Daryl’s hand in a death grip, you slowly released it and turned to look at him, to see his tear stained face staring at the baby just as you had been.

“Your hunch was right, (Y/N), say hello to your baby girl.” Hershel spoke softly as he held the now bundled up baby out to you, and with shaking arms you reached for her.

She fell into them as though slotting into place, her face chubby and glowing in a way that was utterly ethereal. You shuffled over in bed to make room for Daryl, and he didnt need an invitation to move and sit properly beside you, to wrap an arm around you and the little baby nestled safely in a yellow blanket Daryl had found on his last run.

It wasnt until Maggie and Beth returned with a crowd that you even realised they’d left your cell. Your friends provided you and Daryl with plenty of space, only a few of them filing in at a time before letting others take a peak at the newborn angel. You looked up at Daryl, tearful, sweaty and feeling beyond exhausted, but Daryl had never seen anything so beautiful. You grinned up at him and nodded down at the baby, asking him a silent question, and he could only nod frantically in reply. He held his arms out and you carefully placed his little girl there, cuddled up against her father’s chest. Her face scrunched up briefly as she wriggled to get comfortable, making you and Daryl chuckle as more tears rolled down both of your faces.

“Have you thought of a name for her?” Carol asked, staring at the three of you with so much adoration, beyond overjoyed for her best friend having found the love and the family he deserved.

You smiled at her. “Well, ever since we first talked about her, she gave us something, so we figured...why not name her after what she gave us?” You looked between the people gathered in your cell, and the love of your life beside you.

Daryl sniffled, but nodded along with you and managed a wobbly smile to the audience.

“Her name is Hope, Hope Dixon.” You announced, and the room erupted in quiet and considerate ‘awwh’s as you rested your head on Daryl’s shoulder, eyelids feeling suddenly heavy.

“Alright, I think it’s time we give these three some privacy.” Hershel said, kindly ushering everyone out of the room as they all sent their best wishes and smiles your way.

Daryl sniffled. “Thank you.”

You frowned up at him, too tired to even lift your head from his shoulder. “For what?”

Daryl tore his gaze from the sleeping bundle of joy in his arms, to smile down at you with more confidence and love than you had ever seen on his face.

“Fer tryin’.”

[coinfight]

finally looked at the feedback and I appreciate all of them!! I'll comment my thought process on the common complaints publicly before talking with the current other mod

the +2 for non-gender was added with me thinking it will encourage people to coin stuff other than genders, which there is already a near endless amount of in the community, but it seems it was taken advantage of, unfortunately. Im planning to either only make it +1, make it so vague terms fall under 'gender' in this case (such as, a term related to x, rather than a y term related to x), or remove this system altogether.

the revenge mechanic was introduced mostly with me thinking people will be encouraged to attack more knowing they'll be likely to get something back as revenge, but I didnt anticipate it getting this out of hand to the point people were getting 20 points with 1 attack :'3. the revenge chain seems to be confusing for some anyway. this system worked better on art fight, where the points were counted automatically, and art that took more time got more points so it felt more balanced. Im planning the either cap it somewhere (maybe only 1 revenge gets counted ever and gets +2?), or remove it altogether

we most definitely both need more mods and better communication, this was a problem not once, but twice during the event. I can excuse this for now because we were mostly in a rush to get things ready and I did not get to flesh out the rules to the other mod before it started, but I do not want this to be a continued issue for next year.

the rush to start to event also caused for a lack of preparations and promotions for the event, so we let people join within the week the event was going on to make up for it. this eventually gave one team an unfair advantage. this will not be occurring next year, hopefully, as the team picking will be done a week prior and the reblogs will be locked once the 2nd day of the event comes around.

Ive seen a few comment about how there being a lack of prizes means a lack of insentive to participate, which I understand completely, but I cannot give a voucher to everyone in one team, that would take a lot out of me when the event already did so anyway, but we may work on graphics for the winners! just a lil trophy for them to share their pride through.

there not being a set time zone seems to have been an issue, especially at the end of the event. for next year Im going to try to base the beginning and end of the event through the central time zone, with daily submission limits still being through the participant's own time zone.

all of these worked fine for last year, because it was a small event meant to celebrate a milestone I got with something a little different than the usual 'coining event'. it was between internet friends, and so the air was a lot less competitive. this is no longer the case as coinfight grew twice as big since then, with a wider range of participants, both familiar and unfamiliar to me. I am grateful for this, however that means it is also harder to keep track of, and rely on participant integrity.

one thing I do NOT remember last year having is a 3 submissions per day rule, I cant tell if I just forgot I had that rule up or the other mod decided it would be appropriate, which it was! we could hardly keep up with 3 submissions per day by every participant, and I even gave up a little by the end. I do not think we will be changing this, except the ability to make up for lost days. this would, however, add another thing for us to keep track of.

I will forward all your complaints to the other mod (bc I used a personal email to make the survey like a dummy) and hear what she has to say.

do not be sad that you've upset us or anything, you havent! we asked for feedback for a reason, and will be using it to make next year better than ever!

with love to the entire mogai community, -🫀

[madfoxx]

listen i loved s2 as much as the next guy but some of the plotholes are just hilarious to me because they employ the fanfiction logic of “i want this scenario to happen so it will just happen” and i feel people aren´t talking about it enough, so here are some of the things that made me go “oh, no beta read huh.”:

1) first question: why the fuck did gabriel delete his memory?? seriously though, i havent seen one single post about this, but i just dont understand!? So, heaven threatens to fire gabriel and delete his memory, which, okay, bad news. and then his solution is to....delete his own memory for them, so now he doesnt remember his own name let alone the love of his life, beelzebub, who he planned to run away with?? WHY??? he left heaven immediately afterwards anyways it literally made no sense and just caused major problems for everyone involved. But i guess the answer is: we needed him to have no memory for the story to happen so that makes sense by ao3 standarts

2) on a related note, why was he naked?? he could have just speedwalked outta heaven in his suit with the matchbox in his pocket, so why strip down?? Again, no reason, but arent you glad we got to see john hamms naked butt, so lets pin that on gabriel being an sweet dumb himbo maybe

3) also, how did he find aziraphales shop while not even remembering his own name? Dont know dont care, googlemaps probably.

4) not really a plothole, but that whole Maggie and Nina getting locked in the bookshop thing was the tropiest trope they pulled this season and it didnt even work because we got nothing from that scene, not even one hearfelt deep conversation

5) this one is a bit pedantic, but how is it that a demon with magical powers has to live in his car? i guess its a character thing and we need to see him at his lowest point but he could literally just miracle himself an enormous pot of gold if he wanted to

6) why would beelzebub order an attack on the bookshop and risk gabriels life? why didnt they simply explain the situation to aziraphale & crowley? well you see we didnt want the story to be over after 1 episode and also we needed a finale of some sort.

7)  i mean the whole attack on the bookshop was just....a thing that happened i guess. kinda strange the demons (especially shax who seems to have at least 1 spare braincell) would dare to kidnap an archangel in the first place. isnt he like, insanely powerful? and they didnt even know he lost his memory, so to them he was just an archangel hanging out on earth because he wanted to. how did they think storming the bookshop and taking him prisoner would go down?

8) tbh i dont really understand why heaven wanted gabriel back so much they would threaten to destroy anyone helping him and then....they just let him just go without any problems whatsoever? feels incredibly anticlimactic and illogical to me but i suppose the season needed some kind of threat to make the romantic elements work

9) this might actually get resolved in s3 but i cant believe Upstairs wants aziraphale - an angel who spend years deceiving heaven and overall just sucked at his job because he was too busy trying to fuck a demon - they want him to be the new supreme archangel of heaven. he literally stopped the last apocalypse a couple of days ago and now he´s in charge of armageddon 2.0? that´ll for sure take some explaining!

there´s a lot more stuff, but these are the most obvious things that have been on my mind since s2 aired. i also want to reiterate that i do love many things about this season despite the writing being all over the place. and no, i dont believe that all inconsistencies will be magically explained away by s3. i think it boils down to neil gaiman saying “lets make a big budget 6 chapter fanfic so david tennant and michael sheen can kiss each other on the mouth. also not beta we die like eric the disposable demon” and i can respect that. 

[scrambled-eggsed]

gonna say smth about a ballad of songbirds and snakes even though i havent read the book and only saw trailers and listened to the olivia rodrigo song

i had a friend who watched the movie and said "it was good but it wasnt really the hunger games" and yeh sounds about right! from what im getting the prequel is built to be aesthetically completely different from the trilogy. the overarching story is entirely different, its focusing on an actual love story/a sort of relationship bw two characters for the major arch of the film, rather than fit that into a saga about fighting the fascist regime

which is not to say the the prequel is just a simple nd shallow story set in the hunger games' world of atrocities, because the relations bw the two characters are still built with that tension in mind. but it should be just ever so slightly separated from those atrocities, only for you to get hit in the face with them when it inevitably tears the characters apart

and thats why i honestly really love the title - its a ballad, its a strange forgotten story, its something just a little different and unknown in this setting. despite only being a few decades b4 the main plot its still set in an othered tone. something that diverges aesthetically from anything you could expect from the hunger games

especially since its a character we know from the trilogy, especially since its so bizarre to see him young and compassionate and full of emotion. its not impossible, it isnt out of character, not really. its just unthinkable - which only adds to that air of the unlikely story about an unlikely relationship

even lucy gray (whom again i only know from trailers) stands out in a way that she could only be seen as a myth through the lenses of the trilogy - as in, through the standard we, the viewers who know how the country looks in its future, expect to see. but shes unique - her attitude towards the capitol, towards snow himself, is defiant and rebellious in a way we never see from anyone aside from those who eventually knock the capitol down

and again, she stays within its limits - right up to the end. the only spoiler i know is what happens to her at the end of the movie, which is the aforementioned punch in the face of the world and its circumstances - such a character doesnt stay, doesnt get an ending of settling down in the system. without knowing id already guessed she either dies or runs off, because theres isnt another option for an end to this ballad. only smth that would truly pin down the story aesthetically, and let us fill in for ourselves the gap of the next few decades in snow's life

and tbh thats why ive been listening to "cant catch me now" on repeat today. bc its so perfect for this tone, for the notion of a forbidden and lost story, which only serves to add a bit of shadow and context to the cold and heartless character we see in the trilogy. the melody is so gentle and free, really ties up the story of these two characters, the final and bottom-line principle we now know of the betrayal and anger snow carries inside him. no sympathy or pity, just acceptance that although there used to be something good in him, it had long since died. all the same longing and emotion, with understanding for the hurt and the pain under the layers of cruelty

from what i gather the country in the movie is set with technology that is perceived to us as just a little outdated for the trilogy, and same with the fashion. and along with all the callbacks/callforwards to the trilogy it only help to build this story as a magical ballad, myth, legend of this world, something so big yet so delicate and special that set in motion the inevitable uprising decades later. the same spark that we saw light up in the trilogy had started burning here. absolutely magical

honestly im interested to hear if i got any of this right. and also do you guys recommend the movie is it good lmk im considering watching it

[cheolhub]

HII SAR! We’ve both been gone for a while but I hope ur doing amazing! What have you been up to?!!

I’m soooo happy ur gonna see svt too! I’m going to the show here in LA on nov 9th!! I’m literally so happy! After the last few months I’ve had this feels like a breath of fresh air and I feel so much better knowing I have something fun to look forward to 😭

Omg I also got a puppy for my birthday a few days ago and it’s literally been a dream!! She’s so darn adorable & sassy 😭 (another reason why life’s been more enjoyable lol)

- 🧸

hi my love 😭😭😭 u sent this a month ago but i hope you see it eventually (i am so sorry for taking so long) ive been logged out of my account since my last reblog 😭

i have been not great at all, BUT i think im finally healing and figuring out my life!! i just got my first car 😍 (im paying for it myself, i am LITERALLY an adult ew) ive mostly been working :p i think thats all i do. and when not work, i scroll through instagram or play love and deepspace while rotting in bed hdshsb but im seeing nct dream next week so :pppp excited for that!!!!

IM SO HAPPY U GOT LA TICKETS. PLZZZZ TAKE ME W U. i wanted to go but 😞 alas. i am broke after buying the san antonio tickets. I FOUGHT FOR MY LIFE BUYING THOSE BTW. nonetheless, im really excited for the both of us <3 i havent seen them in YEARS. i miss them so much. and i didnt get to see mingyu last time bcos he had covid, i was so sick.

AND HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY. what kinda puppy and WHATS HER NAME. i love dogs so much i wish i could have one T—T im too busy though

[mariska]

hi queer friends in my phone i hope u have all been having an ok month so far 💖 im sorry i havent been online very much lately, its like 80% just me being forgetful except to hop on my phone app for like ten mins to browse my dash and reblog something and get distracted by another non phone related activity LOL. my bestie Eli is here still until the rest of the month and we finished our rewatch (their first watch, my like......who even knows the specific numbered rewatch) of Avatar The Last Airbender a couple days ago and that was very fun and exciting, it was wild getting to those last few episodes in the final season and just totally getting brought back to being a kid in my head when the show was actively airing on tv and i was sitting in my bedroom exploding from sheer special interest excitement watching the story wrap up on the super small box tv i used to have like 15+ years ago 😭🫡 we haven't started watching Legend Of Korra yet since we just finished ATLA and need to like. take a lil Avatar media break before jumping into another entire finished series fhdhdhsfsshhgd but excited for whenever we start that too!! Eli showed me a fav movie of theirs the other night called Thoroughbreds and i REALLY liked it, fellow toxic yuri enjoyers i truly cannot recommend that one enough those girls have Problems In Abundance and i love that for them and also me.

OH OH OH ALSO on my birthday after we got home from out of house activities we watched that Nic Cage movie 'Dream Scenario' that i've wanted to see so bad since the first trailer for it dropped online a while back, and i am truly not just being dramatic when i say i think that is my favorite movie i've seen this year and it will be Difficult for another movie to win over that 2024 Fav Spot in my mind, it was exactly what i wanted it to be and MUCH MORE LMAOO IT WAS SO GODDAMN FUNNY. very specifically Me And Eli's Kinda Stupid Sense Of Humor throughout the whole run time we were fuckin losing it at every other scene. that was a wonderful lil birthday treat.

also the antique mall we were gonna go to ended up being closed on the day of my birthday so we went to a big mall off-Cape that i like instead and have been to a few other times for past birthdays cus they actually have a bunch of different types of stores with stuff i actually enjoy unlike the more local mall we have here that is 100% dying a slow agonizing Mall Death lmao. went to Build-A-Bear and they had that one bear style in stock that literally just looks like a femme lesbian with the lesbian flag colors and perfect lil eyeliner so i made a Chappell Roan inspired pop star outfit wearing lesbian colored bear (saw someone else online do that a lil while back with the same style i chose so i couldn't resist doing it myself when i saw it was at the store hfsfgsvsgshshdg) and the ppl working there that day were all super chill and friendly and most likely around me and Eli's age or maybe a few yrs younger than us, the person who helped me make my bear specifically was really friendly and fun to talk with cus while we were in there it was pretty much just us and the employees for the majority of the time, he like immediately picked up on me being A Very Obvious Femme Lesbian on account of The Femme Lesbian Bear and also The Very Over The Top Femme Alt Outfit I Was Wearing and we chatted abt being gay and trans while he was stuffing the bear it was such a genuinely sweet and wonderful interaction, he was also autistic and we got to briefly bond over Build-A-Bear being mutual life long autistic special interests of ours and he seemed rly happy to hear that i was turning 27 that day and was still actively wanting to spend birthdays making custom stuffed animals there it was just really great all around 😭💕 also before the mall closed later on we did a quick stop at the FYE store that was there (i always get very excited when i see a still active FYE store anywhere cus it was a childhood fav place of mine to shop but our local mall closed ours when i was a teenager lol) and there was a small stand set up with some ATLA merch and i got a fully functional Momo backpack/crossbody style bag that i am so incredibly psyched about having fjdgedfdhsshfg it is very cute. and anyone who knows me knows i love adding a silly lil functional novelty bag to my collection of silly lil novelty bags. so it will be getting much use from me out in the world

anyways!!! thats pretty much what i've been up to, just figured i would hop on and write a mariska life update so everyone here knows i didnt just like. drop off the face of the earth lol

[bridgyrose]

Yandere! Cinder has an obsession for Ruby and preys on people who have a crush on her,meanwhile Ruby grows suspicious of why some people close to her keep disappearing.

Cinder finally confesses her feelings to her in a emotional breakdown,Ruby's always been lowkey attracted to her,but feels a bit overwhelmed by her displays of affection

“Cinder? Whats going on?” Ruby asked as she slowly made her way into Cinder’s dorm. For months, a few of her closer friends had started to get sent to the hospital or pulled away from her, leaving her alone as the school year went by. “You made everything sound urgent.” 

Cinder smiled at Ruby from her bed as she continued to sew. “I just wanted to make sure that you were okay and that the rumors about you werent causing you any issues.” 

“The… rumors about me?” 

“About how those that get close to you seem to get hurt or suffer accidents.” Cinder paused for a moment with her sewing as she watched Ruby. “You… didnt know about that, did you?” 

Ruby shook her head. “N-no, I didnt. I uh… I just thought that people didnt like me. I’m not exactly the most sociable of people.” 

Cinder nodded and started to go back to her sewing, grabbing some red fabric to add to the little doll she had in her hand. “You seem friendly enough to me.” 

“Yeah but… I dont know, maybe I’m doing something wrong.” Ruby sat down next to Cinder and let out a heavy sigh as she leaned back. “Its one thing for Blake and Weiss to get hurt, but then for Jaune to pull away from me after a few texts no one could trace or even Pyrrha and Nora staying away from me after someone threatened them… and now I havent seen them in weeks beyond hearing they were all in the hospital for one reason or another. It feels like someone is trying to push everyone away from me.” 

“Maybe its just someone’s way to let you know how they feel about you.” 

“Like what? That they hate me?” 

“Or… that they… love you.” 

Ruby hesitated at the sound of Cinder’s voice, her tone shifting with each word, shaking and no longer smooth. “I… dont understand.” 

“I… I just wanted to have you to myself,” Cinder said, voice shaking as she dropped her sewing needle and gave Ruby a smile. “I… I couldnt stand to let the others have you to themselves, so I… persuaded them to leave you. And those that couldnt, I had to push away.” 

Ruby squeaked as she felt Cinder’s hand on her leg and slowly started to pull back. “I… I dont understand…” 

Cinder slowly sat the doll she had been working on down onto the nightstand, arms shaking as she slowly pulled her hand away from Ruby’s leg. “I’ve loved you since I first saw you, but I saw how you looked at the others and I just wanted that for myself. And now… now that you’re alone, you have to be mine, right? You can be mine now.” 

“I-I like you, but I… I cant…” Ruby stood up and started to move away from the bed, nearly tripping over her own feet as she backed up. “I need to get back to my friends and explain to them what’s going on-” 

“I cant let you do that, Ruby.” 

The air went cold in the room as the door slammed shut and started to ice up. Ruby’s eyes widened as she watched Cinder stand up and slowly walk to her, each step silent as a warm hand caressed her cheek. Sharp, well-kept nails, gently scratched against her cheek and her voice nowhere to be found. The hair on the back of her neck stood up and her body started to betray her as she felt her heart thump from the simple sound of Cinder’s voice whispering in her ear. 

“I wont let you go now that you’re mine.” Cinder’s eyes went from a bright amber to a brilliant orange as the smile dropped from her face and she pulled her hand away from Ruby. She slowly circled around the other girl as a small spider grimm appeared from the shadows and crawled onto her shoulder. “And you wont be leaving me either.” 

Ruby’s eyes started to glow for a moment, then stopped as a small, soundless breath left her lips as she felt the piercing bite from the spider. Her arms shook as her legs gave out from under her, small whimpers leaving her as the spider dug into her neck, her body unable to stop it. “C-Cinder…” she whimpered out, her voice soft and shaking. 

Cinder gently stroked Ruby’s hair and lowered herself down next to her to let her lean against it. “It’ll be okay. In just a few moments, you wont remember anyone else who left you. All you have to know is that I’ll be here for you, always and forever, my little pruned rose.”

[maisondrew]

You’ve been on my mind lately. I think it started when i went to the club with ivan. he sat next to me and asked me how ive been, and put his arm around me and just showed mad love "yo im really glad you're here, we havent chilled in a minute". he said. Sybyr played earlier today and it hit. I think tonight is the night i finally get the chance to grieve you.

Music was our bond since the moment we met. “Je suis le noir le plus blanc que tu vas rencontrer”. When i found out you listened to metal in grade 10. Shameless in your identity and your taste in music is what i loved about you. Putting me on ferg, uzi and even tried to put me on korean pop. When you hit me and martin up to hangout in the summer, there was a part of me that dreaded it. When i left emmanuel i felt as though i made sure to remove myself from anyone there and went as far as dissociating from the identity i had there. Kept in touch with the ones i truly had love for and moved on. Seeing you meant i had to tap into that identity. Martin and i dont even fuck with each other like that anymore. The day came and martin ghosted, i pulled through. I hadnt seen you in years. You asked me to call jaya, and i did. We spent time in the parkinglot talking about life, music and the men we chose to be. You pulled up in a white beamer. You were level headed but i could tell you were happy about the car. kept emphasizing how it meant nothing to you. “I stay out of trouble. Mes amis font des bhays, moi j’vais au travail, et je rentre chez moi, je veux rien savoir.” I think that line of yours echoes through my conscious the loudest. “Je veux bouger au ouest, c’est calm ici”.

On the night Wednesday, August 10th, i was riding my motorcycle to the old port. The sun was setting and the sky was magnificent, but i couldnt shake this feeling in my stomach. The entropy in the air was strong, why does it feel like my clock is holding on by a thread? I was particularly paranoid and i couldn't comprehend why. My sixth sense was feeling particularly hazy. “is this how i go? will it be a pothole or an accident? am i gonna get drunk tn and drive into a lightpole?” I was playing eeny meeny miny moe, which one of these cars is going to projectile me on the otherside of the highway? I felt death lingering around me until i made it to the club that night. A fight broke out, and my boy got involved, so i got involved, is this it? collateral in a fight? but no, i was okay.

It was jeffs story that i saw first in the morning. “What the fuck does he know about you, why the fuck would he post that?” i messaged him, that shit wasnt funny, i was heated at 9 am. I checked cobis story, and texted jaya right away, l kept refreshing my phone while driving to work. This cant be real. But it was. The only time adulthood escapism was of any service; i was in brampton while people walked your vigil. I felt like i didnt show up for you the way you showed up for me in the west. When i came back i made sure to go to your funeral. I went alone on my bike. Found a seat and witnessed people speak on your name. Your family, your friends, and your mother. Your strong spirited mother. It was all still surreal. At your burial i was accompanied by some familiar faces, which made me feel some comfort. Your mom left fast. I wanted to stay as long as i could so i did. People came to you to say their good bye. I shied away, i didnt wanna front on anyone. One of your boys played uzi, the track you showed me in highschool. Eventually when people moved away, ivan put his arm around me and said: “come, we need to say good bye” ivan, devin, crystel and i came to see you. I put my hand on your casket and i prayed.

I prayed you found the quiet you looked for. I apologized for not putting effort to see you when i could have. And i thanked you for the music. I thanked you for the time, and thanked you for coming to see me and keeping in touch. You were always so big yet so gentle. I was far from being your closest friend, but the little bit of mutual love and respect we had for each other was enough to have me aching writing to you now. I know its meek, but i hope it is strong enough to travel to you. you really broke my heart. May your soul travel in music forever.

long live jaystarz.

[just-some-random-blogger]

hello, catmmom! meowmeow! im a little late today but! its finally day! aww jinjin is so great! hell meet you like this soon! 'my teacher says its good to cry 2 a week' yeah you have! idk if i really actually cry that much but ive got some eye drops for the lenses. im SO sorry for the onion TT hope your eyes are cleaned now hgjfkd. i wasnt like DRINKING but i had a couple of drinks in the friends home and she lives pretty close. i wasnt drunk but i had a drunk friend whos going home w/me TT my ass was attacked... 'because being drunk is so fascinating' it never ends well... hope youll be careful with it and not die on the way home. 'cos filipino is neutral everything' yeah i love that in languages. its nice. but also for me as a person whose language has genders it not really convenient... 'i guess you like spoken poetry with background' this is literally the definition of the music i used to listen when i was 13... 'i love the kitties and the cutie bb girl <3' oh CUTE isnt it :з CANT WAIT TO BE AN ADULT *star eyes* im not mocking your guess, its just amusing in general... im sorry for your jaw. i really am. when i found this video i was pretty much like this. but this video is like 12 years old and i really dont know the real reason for it so.. ok let it be... 'experience affect us as a person' it wasnt that deep TT i just got some vibes of that album and liked to listen to it while reading the fics? the hotd (just medival royalty) fics and that album just match in me head. 'it bothered me so much' omg im sorry for your brain TT hope its ok now since that time. 'i just ignore everyone' YEAH while all my friends are worried and try to not enter(?) log in to the social media to seem like they havent seen a message, i dont even care, i just ignore everyone TT except you <з 'i never even learned about stevens mom' OOOH youre such a baby in this ghdjkfh. its ok if you dont want to watch it, the music is still fine af. 'thats why i like making my fem characters chew their male' yaas queen! make men miserable again! 'i think ur just judgy' no im not like plainly insult the people i dont like. im just irritated TT why im boo???? he literally put his fetish in his MOST famous novel that we study in the 9th grade?? i couldnt ignore like? half of the page? AHAJSJD i was confused when i started from the season 5 too GHDJFJJ one big brain cell. hope you liked the episode at least? KITTY FOR GOOD LUCK TT meowmeow TT this poor stray TT hope hes doing great... 'YUCK' we call it national humor. 'ill always be old to someone and young to others' so true so big brained. 'DID YOU EXPECT THAT ID DATE HIM' NO well.... but no. it was just a little amusing with its bluntness. AHFJJGG this game looks so cool. plutos doing its best TT 'who cares if theres smth like this you nor i have not written it' so true so big brained. hope to see it too ghjdjdd. sorry this time i have no fic idea bc i want to sleep. but i wish you good luck w/your fics. 'my deimos and phobos queen' HGJDKG ITS A HONOUR THANKS!! theyre actually translated as dread and fear... greek gods... 'IS THE SKY CLOSER WTF THERE' like ive said the atmosphere is thinner and basically?... its reallyreally a lot more abstract than in reality? but the constellations are definately closer. but also weve got a very dry air so people in the north tend to have problems with breathing. idk ive recalled it bc we say that theres not enough oxygen? but its not fully truth so yeah ok biology lesson is over. im gonna sleep and youre gonna have a nice evening! good luck with everything you need to do! take care<З

HELLO BABY!!

i actually read your letter yesterday right when you sent it but i was so focus on writing my fic and it look me like 99hours to finish so T_T

love letter time!!!

im a little late today but! its finally day!

thats fine T_T im also late. im glad you messaged me during the day

aww jinjin is so great! hell meet you like this soon!

im luv him T_T

'my teacher says its good to cry 2 a week' yeah you have! idk if i really actually cry that much but ive got some eye drops for the lenses.

😞im becoming like my mom. i keep repeating information AHHAAHHA. and omg you need lenses. dang you got bad eyesight T_T RIP at least you got eye drops

im SO sorry for the onion TT hope your eyes are cleaned now hgjfkd.

T_T I MEAN I GUESS BUT IT HURTS or i mean it hurt at the time. you dont have to apologize about the onion. are you an onion?

i wasnt like DRINKING but i had a couple of drinks in the friends home and she lives pretty close. i wasnt drunk but i had a drunk friend whos going home w/me TT my ass was attacked...

you were attacked??? by your drunk friend??? LOL HAHAHAHA. im glad you only drank some drinks with a friend that lives nearby. that's my ideal way to drink <3 LOL im saying this as though ive drank more than one occasion AHHHAHA. youre such a good girl for bringing your friend home [pets head]

'because being drunk is so fascinating' it never ends well... hope youll be careful with it and not die on the way home.

HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH i will be careful dont worry i love you thank you for caring

'cos filipino is neutral everything' yeah i love that in languages. its nice. but also for me as a person whose language has genders it not really convenient...

yeah its so much more convenient but also so much simpler. #russianmid HAHAHAH i wonder why languages thought it was a good idea to make words fem and masc ??? LOL HAHAHH

'i guess you like spoken poetry with background' this is literally the definition of the music i used to listen when i was 13...

HAHAHHHAHAH BIG BRAINED

'i love the kitties and the cutie bb girl <3' oh CUTE isnt it :з CANT WAIT TO BE AN ADULT *star eyes* im not mocking your guess, its just amusing in general...

ASFHKASHFA:SLHF:ASFHLAFL 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 IM GLAD ITS FUNNY TO YOU I THOUGHT IT WAS SUCH A GOOD GUESS BUT ITS NOT AND I WAS SO SHOCKED TO FIND OUT WHAT THE SONG MEANT 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

im sorry for your jaw. i really am. when i found this video i was pretty much like this. but this video is like 12 years old and i really dont know the real reason for it so.. ok let it be...

DAMN omg then theres a good chance that child is like.... our age? klsgahf;lhasflashf;lashfl;ashfsalh LOL my jaw is fine btw SAL:HDLAHDLA

'experience affect us as a person' it wasnt that deep TT

DAMN OK i mean i didnt know what to say about it and i didnt want to skip it 😞😩 but maybe i should have T_T i cant believe you ur so mean T_T HAHA jk lol AHHAHAHHA

i just got some vibes of that album and liked to listen to it while reading the fics? the hotd (just medival royalty) fics and that album just match in me head.

k HAHHAHHAAH

'it bothered me so much' omg im sorry for your brain TT hope its ok now since that time.

ASFHLASHFLASHFSAHFAF ive never recovered T_T i need brain intervention or smth T_T HAHHAH

'i just ignore everyone' YEAH while all my friends are worried and try to not enter(?) log in to the social media to seem like they havent seen a message, i dont even care, i just ignore everyone TT except you <з

AW

i love that for me <3 im honored that you love me so much to respond to me every time T_T [CRYING]

ALSO YOUR FRIEND HAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHAAHHAHA low key like me, except i try not to log in to purposefully ignore messages HAHAHHAHAAHHAAHAHHA T_T

'i never even learned about stevens mom' OOOH youre such a baby in this ghdjkfh.

?????????????????????????????????????? why am i a baby? im not offended im just confused ??????????

its ok if you dont want to watch it, the music is still fine af.

i mean i want to watch it but also im not going to search for it so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i guess im not going to watch it

'thats why i like making my fem characters chew their male' yaas queen! make men miserable again!

😡🤬✊ i think deserve

'i think ur just judgy' no im not like plainly insult the people i dont like. im just irritated TT

T_T PLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THAT LIKE ALMOST THE SAME THING BECAUSE YOU DONT LIKE A LOT OF PEOPLE T_T MY CHILD MY SWEET SUMMER CHILD

why im boo????

HELP YOURE NOT BOO I LOVE YOU T_T i said you too you boo to your mr worldwife dude AHAHHAH also i didnt mean like boo 👎👎👎 as in bad, i mean like boo which is a term of endearment T_T im so sorry. it was like an expression, it would be the same as you do you babe. T_T english is such a rat T_T im so sorry

he literally put his fetish in his MOST famous novel that we study in the 9th grade?? i couldnt ignore like? half of the page?

HE WHAT HAHAHAHHAHAHAH PLS HALF A PAGE>? LOL ughsssssssssss i wonder what ur teacher said to a bunch of 9th graders, 'a yes today we will be learning about kinks cos this moron likes feet and dedicated a whole section of that to his work T_T' LOL

AHAJSJD i was confused when i started from the season 5 too GHDJFJJ one big brain cell. hope you liked the episode at least?

I MEAN I LIKED THE EPISODE i watched the day of the doctor, the one with david tennant and matt smith and john hurt and all that and it was funny and cute but also ??? very confusion much idk ??? to some parts. it was plain to me that it was meant for people who have been watching doctor who up until that point so i couldnt appreciate it as much, and the idea overwhelmed me, like i would have to watch at least the entirety of david's dw to get it and i mean i wanted to start with him but whatever BYE

oMG i also watched this episode. and the van gogh ep with matt. thats it. never again T_T

KITTY FOR GOOD LUCK TT meowmeow TT this poor stray TT hope hes doing great...

me too. he's kind a mean tho. there is a cat in our street at... was maltreated by someone T_T oh no am i going to cry. the poor kitty is missing a paw and has cuts on their body FUCK ANYWAY that sweet cat that i pet was mean to that injured kitty T_T so.... i mean theyre just cats T_T but T_T i haven't seen the injuered cat in a while T_T i thought the kitty was getting better. but idk where the poor cat went.

'YUCK' we call it national humor.

AGFLAGHSFLHAFLHASF YUCK

'ill always be old to someone and young to others' so true so big brained.

lol cheers also tHES DOGGOS HAHHHAHAHAAAHHHAHA

'DID YOU EXPECT THAT ID DATE HIM' NO well.... but no. it was just a little amusing with its bluntness.

T_T please. i have been straightforward thus far so /: HAAHH of course id tell that story that way AHAHA

AHFJJGG this game looks so cool. plutos doing its best TT

IT IS T_T IM LUV PLUTO

'who cares if theres smth like this you nor i have not written it' so true so big brained. hope to see it too ghjdjdd.

<3 big brain everyday

sorry this time i have no fic idea bc i want to sleep.

??? THATS FINE???? you dont have to give me fic ideas everyday ??? GIRL

but i wish you good luck w/your fics.

thank you 😩✊ i finished one yesterday after not posting for 2 days T_T i usually post every other day so im happy to finish that fic <3 now i gotta finish editing that song cover i did so you can watch it AHAHAHAH

'my deimos and phobos queen' HGJDKG ITS A HONOUR THANKS!! theyre actually translated as dread and fear... greek gods...

OHEMGEE WOW i didnt realize <3 that's so good to know that you for telling me. also HAHHHAH i wonder why- OOP NEVER MIND oh wait nvm again i was gonna say its because hades and dread and fear live in the underworld ??? (at least based on the disney hercules HAHHAHAHAHAAH) but mars is ares so LOL HAHA it could be because dread and fear follow war T_T RIP THEY WERE TOO REAL FOR THAT

'IS THE SKY CLOSER WTF THERE' like ive said the atmosphere is thinner and basically?... its reallyreally a lot more abstract than in reality? but the constellations are definately closer. but also weve got a very dry air so people in the north tend to have problems with breathing. idk ive recalled it bc we say that theres not enough oxygen? but its not fully truth so yeah ok biology lesson is over.

T_T THE AIR IS DRIER THERE RIP YOUR LUNGS as someone who lives in a very humid place, i think T_T russia would come and bonk me in the head if i ever went there T_T 💀 on my grave. thank you for trying to explain it to me. its very interesting to know. i am both fascinated by the fact and feel bad kinda that your climates are so harsh T_T LASHFHASFHLAS but hey at least you can see the stars better !!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE THAT FOR YOU

im gonna sleep and youre gonna have a nice evening! good luck with everything you need to do! take care<З

i hope you had a nice sleep! im luv you! i hope you have a wonderful day my love <3

xxx

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

"Come now…You can't blame me too much, I just figure his standard would be as high as it was back then, little brat would probably weep if he could see what has become of his life." The tone is cruel, but understandable--he had lived with Robin since the day the demonic mask was created. Luxury was something he'd grown accustomed to and to stand in a humid apartment where the view was a brickwall was…well, not a welcome change. Abel did take note of the various flora scattered throughout, trying to distract himself from the photo which seemed to plague his mind with too many complex ideas he was not privy to understanding. Not yet. Not ever-he hoped.

"Yeah, I know he's alive--you forget we're still connected in that way, fate is funny in that we've all managed to meet in this city. I really don't think that--"

His attention is divided when he notices a pile of letters on his desk, and he can't help himself as he slides his nail across the top of one, lifting the flap and peeling out the page. Abel's red eyes scan over the words while he processes the words, and the stains on it, probably spilled alcohol-- A letter asking how work was going, for money for some fixes around the house, asking when he was coming home…the words denoted just enough venom that Abel could pick up on it.

So many unopened letters.

This was less of a home and more of a bunker, a place to drown out miseries that had once been sought after so violently. The demon recalls the memory. How many times had the mage's fingers bled from digging deep inside of himself in a desperate attempt to pull his family back? This…this was it? This was what he had searched so hopelessly for? To be berated and harassed by people he had possibly not seen in months. Humans were bizarre, wretched creatures…why cling to something that only brought misery? Did they all romanticize what had been lost from their lives even if, Gods forbid, it was for the better? He could not begin to understand such a way of thinking...not when they always spoke of finding happiness, yet they clung to misery and put themselves through needless hardship.

His long lashes brush over his eyes as he reads along, not realizing how quiet he had been until a suckerpunch of pain shoots through his stomach as he finishes the letter. The feeling crumples his form and nearly brings him to his knees, mind fully halting--this was far beyond the lack of any relationships but the rejection of them; the destruction within each page was enough to make his head spin and he stumbles only for his fingers to hit the home phone.

"Your mother and I are worried about you, when are you coming home? You havent answered a SINGLE call in WEEKS! Do you know how upset Wren--" The line finally cut as Abel clicks the button again, visibly shaken--

"Eve--F-Fuck--"

Another long beat of silence before Abel whispers…his tone of voice something Evelynn had never had the privilege of hearing until now. It is…soft. Gentle and concerned, whether or not the empathy was real…that was a conversation for another time. He slips the photo from the frame into his pocket and begins to leave,

"He can't stay here, he just…can't. Take him back to your place for a few days and I'll work on getting him a new apartment. Or you can--I don't care, he just--he can't live here anymore. The air in here feels worse than it did in that city from before...Zaun? Whatever--- I...I can't stay in here, Eve."

For all that these doctors are meant to secure and keep patients stable, they sure are quick to bombard him with questions. Evelynn does not cease the way her eyes roll, a certain disgust lingering before she shifts her attention back to where Robin rests. While annoying, these futile questions least show he's somewhat stable.

Once it was Tuesday, perhaps hours ago at this point. She hasn't bothered to check one of her several phones since finding him in that alley. A frown persists on her lips, ever steady as she lowers the sunglasses from her face. Cold amber eyes linger onto him, lost in her own trance as the nurse begins trotting down more useless information.

If he wasn't so entranced by her presence, she could easily become a mere shadow in the room. A motion she's done several times before, yet she relents to not further traumatize him. At this point she's certain the doctor and nurse pay her no attention, hardly even acknowledging her very existence.

There's curiosity that lingers, a questioning look as he's allowed to lay back down. It is a strain to see, especially so since she doesn't stray from her spot, yet she's eventually able to read the label for the drug they're supplying him. What an interesting concoction, to loosen the feeling of pain. The prolonged misery she could cause with such a thing...

Ah, there's that familiarity she knows. Like a flame that sparks in his soul, one of recognition as he fights to remain awake.

Lips part, to finally speak but it is the sudden alert of one of her cell phones that takes them both by surprise. She reacts less violently than him, a simple twitch and reaching for her chest (she forgot, really, that she had left her spare there) whereas Robin practically jumps from his spot in the bed. There's no need to even check the ID, as this number is only given to select individuals.

Sure, she scowls as Abel goes on, not even granting her the chance of some kind of greeting. It is that moment that she finally turns away from the bed, a hand resting on her hip. Idly does a clawed digit tap against her own skin, growing in rapid irritation until finally Abel relents and lets her speak.

"Oh, I'm doing quite lovely, thank you for asking." Evelynn spits at him, not sparing a glance back to Robin. "Have you even considered that just perhaps, not every human lives luxuriously? Or is that too beyond you?"

A sigh escapes her, her hand rising from her hip to massage her temple. While fatigue doesn't affect her the same way as humans, she is not one to deny what a tiring night this as been -- never mind the recording session she ran out on. Another problem she later has to deal with.

"It is Evelynn to you," she says, voice thick as she continues to rub at her head. "You haven't gained the right back to be friendly with me. As for Robin --" she turns, hand lowering as concern laces her features. A look that's uncommon, yet one she's grown slightly accustomed to over the recent years. "He's... breathing."

Drugged up, sure, but alive and breathing nonetheless. Evelynn's heels click against the marble flooring as she approaches him. Dragging the world's most uncomfortable chair over, she takes a seat only a foot away from his bed and graciously provides him with a small smile. Though it doesn't quite meet her eyes -- tired, so so tired -- it's some kind of attempt of being inviting.

"They won't let him leave until his injuries have healed," she says as she leans forward in her seat. Gently does a hand tentatively reach forward, only to linger at the bed side. No, she tells herself, they are not on familiar terms anymore. "While I could create such an escape, it'll cause more of an issue than it is worth. Be sure that his place remains safe, or will that be too hard for you?"

Gradually does she meet his gaze once more, yet she says nothing. The burning truth desiring to come forth, only to be further pressed away as she awaits for Abel's response.

[kalopses-sonderes]

Sonders YanTober Day 7

Love me, love him not

Yandere! Pitaya vs Yandere! Ananas (x reader)

Two old dragons, they have seen all.

They fell in love with nice cookie.

they do not want to share with anyone, not even eachother.

They believe fighting to the death is the answer to all.

“Yo, (name)! Theres a dragon fight going in the woods right now! Wanna get a closer!” Said your best cookie friend, (friends name).

“I dont know, that seems really dangerous…” It was twelve at night. Not a single cookie roaming the streets.

“Come on! We wont get that close, just enough we can see our way back and see the fight!” Well, you’ve always wanted see what dragon fight looked like.

“Wait, theres dragons stil alive?” Your finally process what your asked. Dragons havent been seen in along time.

“I know I know, sounds crazy, but we have to go see it before it ends!” (Friends name) grabs your arm and rushes out the house.

You both are in the forest, you cant see the kingdom from here and theres no trail back. “Theres no way we’ll make it back to the kingdom…”

“Its a once i life time chance! You need to get out the house more often..” (Friends name) stops in their tracks, “Over there! I hear them.” They go running, you follow behind.

You made it to the edge of a cliff, you look down and see two dragons. Theres blood on the ground and covering their scales. Those scale patterns remind you of the gifts you received at your door, they was a yellow box with the scale of one dragon and a pink and black with the scale of the other dragon. You decided thats not a good sign, you take one step back.

“Huh? Where are you goin-” your friend instantly closes their mouth and look back at the dragons who are now staring at you both. “Uh oh..”

You both blink and The dragons seems to disappear in thin air. “What, What happened?” You both look around and see no one. You look farther down the cliff and see two small figures. “Is that them?” You say. Your friend waves. “You idiot, what are you doing!” You say pulling (friends name) arm down.

“Whaat, they might be friendly.”

“Do you see the blood covering the ground! Thats not friendly…. come on we need to leave.”

When you got home you went to your room and fell asleep, (friends name) complained how tired they were and went to sleep on the couch. Knocking in the middle of the night woke them up. They opened the door to see the same cookies they say earlier that night.

It was nine am, you woke up and went down to see if (Friend name) was awake since there was a weird smell filling the house.

“(Friends name)? (Friends name)-” you stopped talking when you saw the front door wide open. “So forgetful….” You close the door.

You walk over to the living room to see if (friends name) left that a mess too. You instead see two half cookie half dragons on your couch, they both look like they’re about to rip each other’s throats out.

“Oh, hello treasure. Howd you sleep?” The one with long white hair said.

“Dont, call them treasure, they’re mine.” The one with golden hair says.

You just stare, unresponsive.

“Oh please, like they would ever choose you Ananas.” The one with White laughs.

‘Ananas’ tackles the white haired one to the ground and start choking him. “I should have killed you when i had the chance.”

“How about we not! Atleast not in my house..” you say.

“Our first impression with them and you already made them upset, good job.” The white hair one says, still struggling under Ananas chokehold.

Ananas grabs the white hair one with one hand, gets up, and throws him out the door. “Mine.. You will never be Pitayas….” Ananas grabs you and forces your face into his chest.

“Oh come on..” Pitaya Groans as he get up. “That was a low blow….”

You finally were able to push yourself out of Ananas iron grip. “What is going on?!”

“I have been-”

“We, have been fighting for your love.” Ananas cut Pitaya off.

“Huh? I dont even know either of you..”

“You basically did. With all the gifts and protection we provided you. Last night was to decided-” Pitaya said.

“No, no no no! Im an not gonna be apart of this, you both need to leave. I dont know nor like you.” You begin to slightly shove them.

“After all this hard work, you wanna push us away? This isnt a safe option..” Ananas said.

“Just leave! I would never like either of you!”

They sigh and leave. “Playing hard to get huh? I’ll impress you one way or another…” Pitaya says.

You closed the door and walked back to your room. “This is all just a bad dream….” You put both your hands on your face. “I’ll just go back to sleep and tell (friends name) about it later….”

You woke up to the smell of burning. You look out your window and and see smoke covering it. You rushed out the front door and see fire spreading across the village. You continue to slowly walk out.

“Ya impressed yet?” Pitaya flys up next to you.

“Why would I….” You stop walking, looking down at the ground.

“You made us do it, I told you this wouldnt be the best option but you pushed us to it.” Ananas said flying to your other side.

“Now, Ananas are you ready? For the fight to the death..” Pitaya says flatly.

“Ive never been more ready Pitaya..” Ananas looks at you. “Dont think about running (Name), it’ll only make this situation worse…”

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@n0n-gh0stn4ry

[stylesyourmine]

the beauty in you || peter parker (andrews version)

a/n: hi loves, so sorry i havent gotten everything up yet, ive just got a new laptop so itś been hectic! anyways i thought this was so adorable and i hope you love it <3 -nina!

word count: 3.4k

warnings: body image, weight, body insecurity, negative self talk.

requested: yes! i sort of changed the request though, to make it more peter! hope you like it! :)

¨reader has low self esteem and can’t believe he likes her but he tries to prove her wrong.¨

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it was 2:45pm, the end of the school day and the beginning of your favorite day on the planet. saying that you ran out of literature as soon as the bell rang, now that would be an understatement. you practically bolted.

today was your favorite day ever. it was the day that took the cake, even on top of all of your favorite holidays- nothing, nothing- could compare to today.

today was a day so full of love.

it was your 2 year anniversary with peter. the day he confessed his love for you. it was also 2 years since peter confessed he was spider-man.

it all started on a rooftop, your rooftop. you guys had came up for some much needed air after getting through a grueling family dinner. you’d caught him staring.

he was perched up on the side of the building, as your eyes were focused on all of the life happening down below you. everyone down there had a different story, and it intrigued you to try and guess what peoples were.

finally after a while you looked up to an already-staring-at-you peter. he smiled and shot a web at you, bringing you closer to him. shocked, you stepped back. soon enough, he explained what had just happened, and who he was. from there on it was you and peter vs the world.

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you scattered the halls, your eyes running over everyone's heads, you were only looking for one.

suddenly, you felt familiar hands snake around your waist. your lips upturned into a smirk, knowing exactly who it was.

peters head nuzzled next to your face, melting into you.

"what're you rushin for? i mean its not like there's anything going on today.." he muttered, waiting for a response to his snarky remark.

you swept around as quick as you understood what was happening, and there he was. the brown haired boy of your dreams. his arms never left your waist, but now you guys were face to face. your arms lifted and fell on his shoulders.

he was like a breath of fresh air. every time you were with him, it felt like you could breathe better, everything was better.

in fact, you could pinpoint the exact moment you fell in love with peter.

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you guys had been friends for a few months before you showed any interest in each other, you guys were just the smartest in your physics classes, you leading in number one, of course. you'd hang out almost everyday, but when he started leaving for afternoons, even into nights- it worried you. did he not wanna be around you as much? obviously, you know now that was certainly not the case.

one night, he called you and asked you to meet him at his- aunt may's- house. you were skeptical but obliged, since you hadn't seen him for a while, and it seemed like he wanted to make up for it.

aunt may let you in and allowed you upstairs, and you knocked on peters door. when he clicked the button to unlock it, the door opened widely to a smiling peter parker surrounded by roses and a small bag of chinese food.

"its uh- its not much but i know i've been busy and i wanted to make it up to you."

your eyes suddenly softened to those of shock, that someone could care so delicately of your feelings. all you could do in the moment was run up to him and give him the tightest hug you'd ever given.

the sparkle in your eyes that night, that was the night you fell in love with him.

"its perfect. thank you pete."

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now, here you were standing almost two years later with the same boy. except now, he was yours.

you chuckled at him, peter was always just peter. funny, sarcastic, loving peter.

he quickly spun you around, so your back was facing his body. it was quiet. there was no one in the school. how long had you guys been standing there like that for? where you there for ages or were teenagers really that eager to get out of school as quick as possible?you shrugged it off your mind, as you didn't really care for the answer at all.

"happy 2 years baby" he mumbled, leaving traces of his warm breath against your neck. your back shuttered at the feeling of it.

"happy two years bug boy." you smirked. and like you'd planned it in your head, he let go of you and stood in front now, starting to walk backwards.

"when are you ever going to stop calling me that?'" you just nodded, and took his hands as you trudged forwards, helping him walk so he wouldn't run into anything.

secretly, he loved the pet name. it was what you'd began to call him whenever he had to leave to be spider-man in the middle of a date, or just a simple hangout. he played it like he didn't enjoy it, but he did. the corners of his mouth would lift, like he cared. and he knew to himself, that he loved the name because no one would ever call him that, except for you. so over time he grew to love it. but you didn't have to know that.

when you guys got to the front door, he opened it with his back and stopped next to it, holding out his arms like you were a princess, waiting for you to go out the door first.

you smiled and he caught up with you, throwing his arm around your shoulders.

surprisingly, it was a nice day in new york. it wasn't too hot or too cold, it was perfect. this was rare, as it was either trifling heat or freezing cold.

you took a deep breath in and started,

"so i was thinking.."

peters face turned towards yours and pecked your cheek softly.

"what were ya thinking?"

you started again, "obviously were doing something tonight but i know you have to patrol too so i was thinking that you could could walk me home, i could stay and get ready while you're out patrolling and when you're done, you could come get me and we'll have dinner? i made reservations for tonight at 'florencia' under two names- one for mr. peter parker & mrs. y/n y/l/n at 7:00pm. the others for mr & mrs greenton at 9:30. had to make up names because i didn't know what time you were gonna come back by." you let out a deep breath after that entire speech you'd just given.

peter only stopped walking. he smiled the biggest smile he'd ever had. you made reservations, but took consideration of his occupation. you understood that being spider-man wasn't a choice, but something he had to do. this only made him fall harder.

his eyes scanned your entire face, and before you knew it his lips were on yours, attacking them with such passion.

when he pulled back his eyes were immediately locked onto yours. "god i fucking love you!"

you giggled and screeched when peters arms met your legs, picking you up promptly over his shoulders.

"peter!-" you said during a laughing attack. you could feel him running forwards, as you guys were almost near your house.

he could feel your arms swinging against his back, as your stomach inhaled in and out in quick movements from the laughter.

this would soon become a core memory of his.

when he finally put you down, you stumbled but he was quick enough to catch your arm.

"dizzy?" he laughed outstretching his arm to make sure you were up and stable.

"yeah just a little bit from i dont know, you running all down the block with me!" you were so happy right now, standing in front of your home, staring at the most handsome boy you'd ever seen.

he leaned in to you, grabbing the back of your neck. his height was definitely a factor here, as you were shorter than him so he pulled you upwards somewhat.

you placed an arm on his chest as his soft warm lips met yours, and you swore, in that moment you felt actual sparks between you. electric fireworks setting off in your own little bubbles.

no one else mattered but him.

"go." you said pulling away beaming. "i've gotta go get pretty and you," you said stepping back, putting one finger on his chest. "you've got bad guys to chase." you finished, still stepping backwards and pointing at him till your other hand hit the brink of your door knob.

he nodded smiling at you, "you're always stunning,-' he started by cupping the corners of his mouth to radiate his voice over to you," -and you're right." he left it at that and blew you a kiss before walking off.

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you'd been home for about 2 hours since peter left you. clothes piled around your freshly cleaned- now not so cleaned- room. you could not for the life of you, find anything good enough to wear. nothing looked right.

you wouldnt admit this to peter, but secretly you'd been having body image issues. when you guys would eat, all you'd do was pick and pick and pick.

everytime you passed a mirror, you couldnt help but look at your body. examine it, over analyse, pick out every single piece that you didnt like and hide it. thats what you tried to do best but it seems like anything and everything you did, it wasnt enough.

social media, that didnt help. after peter fell asleep at night, you'd look through your phone at the models that lit up the screen, the heavily photoshoped pictures filling your pupils. 'their lives must be perfect' you mumbled into the dry air.

in reality, peter loved you for you. oh god how he could scream it from the rooftops. his words could never describe just the amount of perfect he thought you were. he'd tell you everyday, all the time.

so now here you were, standing in your heavily cluttered bedroom contemplating everything. you'd tried on at least 30 outfits. nothing looked good to you. as you walked past the mirror, walking towards your closet- you stopped in front of it.

you were clothed in a small yellow dress with your hair curled, and to the naked eye you looked stunning. gorgeous. but to you, you could help but pick out how your hips dipped into your body, and how when you sat, there was those love handles that no matter how much working out you did, would always stick around.

you glaced at the clock, a tear shedding your eye. 7:45pm.

you did nothing but sink to the floor, now letting all of your mascara flow down your face.

it wasnt fair, that you didnt look like all the girls in the magazines. it wasnt fair, that you couldnt be the women on tv with the perfect personalities and the perfect faces. it wasnt fair, to peter, to not be able to give him any of that. it wasnt fair.

out of nowhere, you heard the sound of creaking. your head turned quickly seeing your boyfriends fully suited body jumped into your room, with flowers.

your heart weakend because why couldnt you just get up and be happy for him, and be happy because today was a happy day.

peter immediately ran over to you, noticing the mood on your face.

¨baby?" his hands grabbed your cheeks, now being on the same level of the ground as you were.

¨whatre you doing, whats wrong?" you pryed his large hands off of your face and stood up in front of him. he only looked at you with his eyebrows furrwowed. what had happened in the while he was gone? was she upset that he made it somewhat late? there were little kids in the street trying to catch a ball, and needed to help them. but then there was the woman who had dropped her wallet and someone had stole it, so he had tot ake care of that. and after all of that, there was an old woman who couldnt hold all of her groceries correctly, so he had to help her.

were you upset about that? he hoped not.

he walked closer to you, desperate to know what bothered you.

¨look at me peter. how do you even like me? im just a big mess, im nowhere near looking like some model on the cover of vogue.¨ you said, flailing out your arms to help further state your point.

´what?' he thought. what did you mean? you were standing in front of him, and god, that dress was one of his favorites.

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he dates it back to a random day in june where he insited on taking you out shopping, just because.

you guys stopped into a mom and daughter boutique, when you layed eyes on the most dainty, beautiful dress. it was yellow, and had a v-neck, which went down pretty low -which no one complained about- and was right up to your thighs. you were going to leave it, but peter insisted that you try it on. in fact he practically made you try it on. when you came out of the dressing room he was facing the other way, staring at the other dresses.

¨hey dork look over here." you´d said playfully. peter quickly recongnised your voice and turned around and the look on his face- it was like he seen an angel.

¨oh my god. y/n, you look... you look stunning." he managed to breath out while walking even closer towards you.

he grinned from ear to ear while quickly pulling his phone out of his pocket and snapping a picture of you.

¨peter!¨ you laughed, reaching out to grab the phone. ¨you´re getting that. i dont care what you say." he mumbled, your arms tangled together and your faces so close together you could feel him breathe.

¨its so expensive pete- i cant." he only looked of surprise.

¨who said anything about the price? im buying it for you.¨ he leaned and pecked your lips, and he could feel you smile.

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peter walked closer to you, helping you put your arms down and pushing your hair to the side of your face.

¨is that what this is about? you not looking like other women? women im not dating?"

¨peter-" you started, but he didnt let you finish by putting his pointer finger onto your lips.

¨you´re so fucking beautiful. i need you to know that. when i look at you, i dont care about anything else in the room because its suddenly just you and me.¨ his tone was as serious as you ever heard him get with you. he was telling the truth.

he never wanted you feeling insecure of yourself, or ever comparing yourself to other women.

he was dating you for you. that´s what he loved most. he didnt want you to change whatsoever.

your head ended up on his chest, a tear rolling from down your cheek onto his freshly laundered suit. he didnt care- all he cared about was making you feel better.

this night was supposed to be one of love and each other. he never wanted you feeling inferior, and espescially on his account. he wanted you to feel amazing tonight, to feel like you were loved- because you were, more than you could ever possibly fathom.

after staying in that positition for at least 5 minutes, you sniffled, and pulled your face up to look at him.

´i´m sorry. i ruined our night pete.¨ he nodded, completely reassuring you with the look on his face.

his fingers ran through your hair feeling the light curls you´d put into it earlier.

¨hey, no. you didnt ruin our night baby. i love you so much okay?"

you nodded, smiling at his dorky face. the face you fell in love with.

you were gonna be okay. he loved you, for you. everything was okay. this night was not going to waste, it was a day that didnt happen all the time. you were determined to make it work.

you then stepped away from him, looking in the mirror and cleaning up the mascara that had ran into your face.

you could feel his eyes on you as you walked past him, grabbing the pair of heels you´d flung across the room an hour ago. strapping them on he looked at you questioningly,

¨y/n, what´re you doin?¨

your eyes met his and stood up, placing your hands on his waist. you bit your lip and peered at his handsome self.

¨the ´greentons´ are going to be late to dinner if they dont leave soon.¨

you both instinctively looked over at the clock, that read 8:49pm. all peter could let out was a chuckle and fancily walked towards the door of your bedroom.

¨mrs.greenton?" he said in a funny posh accent, offering you his arm.

you giggled and brought your shoulder to your chin all flustered. taking steps forwards, you linked your arm with his.

¨mr.greenton?¨ you replied, mimicking the exact same posh accent.

mr and mrs. greenton made it on time to dinner, and had an amazing night. the yellow dress also seemed to have landed on the floor that night, but thats neither here nor there.

a/n: hiii babies!!! i tried to write this best i could, so i hope everyone finds this interesting! anyways, i love you! and i just got a new laptop so be on the lookout for some new fics <333 -nina

[aphrodict]

Good day Prince Ari! I had recently gotten the thought of going to Lantern Rite with a few of our anemo friends, (Xiao, Sucrose, Kazuha) with the prompt “Id fall inlove again every summertime” based on my favorite song Summertime - NIKI. Thank you once again, and apologies for suddenly appearing in your inbox. How are things with you? I do hope you are doing well. Id also like to announce a friend of mine has appeared on your inbox as well! Please treat them well. <3 - 🍀

“ a lantern rite date “

tws // none! pure fluff fluff fluff

pairing // xiao, sucrose, kazuha x gn!reader (seperate)

genre // try to guess

authors note // OMG HI 🍀ANON!! i havent seen u in a while, im doing fine ty for asking! i got carried away with this ask cause its so cute 😭😭 also i gave summertime a listen and ur music taste?? SO GOOD!! you arent disturbing me its fine!! enjoy <3 wc: 1.7k (WOHOO)

xiao was hesitant going to lantern rite with you. hes not fond of large crowds and loud spaces, but the fact you offered to show him the best area made him interested at least. as you described, the area you two were going to had a nice breeze, soft grass and almost no one was there. another bonus was the fact you saw the entire harbor by just sitting there. the location was empty so he was afraid of any danger living in the corners waiting for the right time to jump out and attack, but you managed to convince him anyway. “fine, ill go.” you smile, “great! shall we get going then, mr. adeptus?”. the night was cold already, so you wonder if it'll be colder on the hill. xiao seemed unbothered by the weather and kept walking. he was shyly offering his hand to which you take happily, intertwining your fingers together. xiao looked away blushing, you chuckle at his actions. archons, hes too adorable to resist! “oh, its this place.” the thoughts in his mind finally goes away once xiao realizes it was safe. he had been here before, infact he had some friends with him. “you’ve been here?” he hums.

“yes, i have. the other.. adeptus, went here with me at some point. forget about it- its nothing worth mentioning.” he sat down on the grass, breathing deeply and relaxing, letting his shoulders drop and rest. you do the same, but theres not much of a difference since you’ve been fine the entire day. the chattering in the harbor was heard all the way from here. the setting of the lanterns slowly lit up the sky, you smiled- tapping his shoulder to make him look up with you. the lanterns colored the night with a bright orange and yellow. you stared at awe, while xiao was staring at something else. you looked so, beautiful, so surreal. the way the lanterns lit up behind you, the light scattering around your figure. he wanted this to last forever, xiao wanted to be with you forever. just when you think the show was over, the sky was bright with colorful fireworks. a blue one exploding in the air, while a pink and orange one follow after. you saw the fireworks turn into the shape of mora, animals, and other everyday symbols. “f/n-“ you looked over at the adeptus, it really seemed like you had a permanent smile on your face. “mhm?” you respond, he looks down at the qingxing flower he picked up from god knows where. “thank you for, bringing me here.” his lips curve slightly. he wanted to stop the moment and stay like this. xiao whispered a small “i love you” and hugged your waist from behind, while you two continue watching the fireworks in awe.

“sucrose, have you been to liyue?” you ask the alchemist. she has been fixing the things she messed up from her last experiment, “liyue? i think ive been there with timaeus once, but i havent been there personally.” you looked over at her in shock, “oh, is that so..” your gaze on her hasnt left, turning your body towards the alchemist and putting your head on her shoulder. “then ill invite you to lantern rite, just you and me!” the alchemist couldve sworn she almost dropped something. “im not sure if mr. albedo would allow me, plus! i dont think i have the free time either.” you pouted, playfully tapping her back “we’ll make free time then, ill pick you up at 5, sounds good? great!” without giving her the time to make a proper response, unless you count silent mumbling, you left the laboratory and gave her a goodbye wave. a few hours of waiting, thats it right? im sure you’re patient enough for that. im just kidding- you went around mondstadt, you know sucrose loved something like “modifying life”. eventually going out towards the gates and finding a flower on your way to windrise. thinking this would be good enough, you walked back to mondstadt, flower in hand. “f/n! you actually came- i thought your invite was just a joke but then i thought ‘why would you joke about that?’ and started questioning you even more like, why would you even want to invite me? out of all people? you could've gotten mr. albedo or even kaeya!“ when she started mumbling, fiddling with her fingers. you put the flower behind her ear, tucking it in, some of her hair following. her ears twitched a little and she had this small blush on her face. “you look cute, sucrose.” you realize she looks even more amazing with the flower you got her! “lets go, shall we?” reaching your arm out to her, she wraps hers with yours in response. the journey was quite long, you two went on a boat to get to liyue faster- all thanks to a captain friend of yours. “well well, you better get going you lovebirds! the show starts in exactly 20 minutes, you still have time to go shopping. or if you have nothing else to get, go to your location. unless you need me to get there, again.” the purple haired captain teased, turning her back against you two. you thank her and bowed your head slightly while she raised her hand as a ‘no problem’. you go around the harbor’s shops. sucrose just stared at awe in how nicely decorated it is. “you hungry? i can get some food for us if you want” you asked, offering to go to this specific restaurant as it served good food for quite a cheap price. you went on and on with the. shop names and what they offered, “im fine with whatever you pick.” she said, her mind too occupied with some other thoughts. “wanmin restaurant it is then!”, you held her hand, swaying it as you walked. sucrose spotted a shop she had interest in. once you realized she stopped walking, you went over to her and buying what she found. “here, let me help you wear it.” putting the scarf around her. “thank you, f/n. i really liked the design! look! it has small flowers on it, oh oh and this too!” she pointed around the designs, you let out a light chuckle as she smiled at you with excitement. right after greeting xiangling, seeing chongyun and xingqiu hanging out together with her, you and sucrose went near the docks to watch the lanterns. the sky was bright, it felt as if the sun was still there, setting with a vibrant orange. sucrose looked so amazed, the voices of everyones reactions were drowned with the sound of fireworks setting off and the person infront of you speaking. “thank you for letting me go here with you, f/n.” her amber eyes looking at yours, squeezing your hand tightly- not enough to hurt you. “yeah, we should.. do this yearly.” you suggested, sucrose looked back at the sky, enjoying the view

you and kazuha we’re just returning back to liyue after having the traveler meet up with thoma once more in ritou. you two said your goodbye’s and stay safe’s. “man, that traveler, really set to find her brother huh?” the captain spoke. “it is her mission after all. wouldn't you go look for a lost loved one as well, beidou?” kazuha replied, coming back from the edge of the boat. “huh, you’re right. are they both really that close?” she asked. you didnt bother joining in the conversation, busy with something else. “its safe to assume that, ive heard her mention something about her and her brother visiting world after world together. it was until a few months ago when they got seperated.” kazuha made his way to you, his fingers brushing over your palm and kissing your knuckles. “yeah yeah ive heard of the story- oh?” beidou shouted, voice lowering when she saw a lantern float out to the sea with letters saying “reunite”. three figures were drawn, two siblings and a smaller figure. “its that time of the year again for liyue harbor. say, dove, would you like to see the lanterns with me?” his voice rather low and raspy. “id love to, kazuha.” you smile back. your little moment ruined with beidou telling one of the crewmates to set the anchor down, it was when you realized you were nearing guyun stone forest. once you all settle near the mountain, kazuha grabs your hand as you two drop down to the land. you make your way to the harbor, seeing that familiar red gate and rich brown bridge. the inazuman stopped his tracks, heading to a different direction. you quickly follow him so you wouldnt get lost- as he leads you to one of his favorite spots. the way there is steep, but it was worth it, you sat down the grass and waited for the lanterns. “you know the lantern we saw earlier at the ship?” nodding, kazuha moves closer to you, taking and holding your hand. “i realized that it was probably from the traveler.” he looks down at your fingers, moving it around before bringing it close to his lips. “how so? the traveler is in inazuma right now, and we saw it coming from liyue’s direction…” kazuha kisses your knuckles one by one, they were soft, you could barely feel the warmth. as if it was ghosting over it. the lanterns slowly set off in the sky, your attention from your lover switched to the bright paper floating. it started with 6 lanterns, then 30, then every single one. it looked like the sunset, pretty and vibrant. “its beautiful as always, just like you.” you fluster at his words, about to speak when the fireworks had interrupted you. “that was, unexpected.” you whisper, he nods and uses his hand to cup your cheeks. “it really is, i dont remember there being fireworks during lantern rite.” he kisses you, on your cheeks then to your lips. your gaze never leaving the show infront of you. hearing the words “i love you” for so many times during the day, you felt as this one was more special than the rest..

[ticklish-n-stuff]

HEY HOW ARE YOU?? HAVE A GREAT DAY :D (and oh oh OH you wanted lee kaito?!?)

honestly i havent seen if you ship or anything since i just read your toya and akito one but i like to think meiko and kaito have tk fights a lot

like kaito would trip on stage or something and meiko would playfully punish him with tks after the show auahahahah (sorryyyy im bad with requests, this is my first)

sorry if you already got a request or something buuuuuut if you did you can ignore this

buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut if you didnt............. 👀 i hope this idea helps?? lol

((if you dont have an ☯️ anon yet can i claim that??))

After show

HI THERE~! I'M DOING WELL! HAVE A GREAT DAY AS WELL!

When it comes to ships I'm pretty open minded about them, as long as it's not incest or y'know...illegal akskalsjakdh

Anyways, ty so much for feeding my Kaito obsessed brain!

I did change the prompt up a bit to incorporate an idea a friend of mine had given me prior, so I hope you don't mind aalskaksj

Hope you enjoy! :D

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Kaito x Miku (platonic) WxS Sekai

Lee: Kaito

Ler: Miku

Warnings: Tickles! My love for Kaito aisuaisjakd

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It was a special day over at the stage Sekai. All the vocaloids and plushies were rehearsing for their next upcoming play. Kaito's solo part was coming up, he went to do his dance routine but ended up accidentally tripping through it. Luckily Miku was there to catch him before he could hit the ground. Still, Kaito couldn't help but feel embarrassed and a bit frustrated.

After rehearsal was done for the day, Kaito went outside, still feeling embarrassed over what had happened. Miku caught a glimpse of him and joined him as well.

"Kaito~! Ehh...everything okay?".

"Yeah...I'm fine...".

Miku squinted her eyes at him, Kaito only stared back with a confused look.

"Y'know, you're pretty bad at lying. What's got you so upset?" Miku gave him her best puppy eyes, how could Kaito resist them?! That's easy, he can't.

"I'm just a bit upset over what happened earlier..".

"Whaaaat? But it was just a mistake! I'm sure you'll get it right the next time~!" Miku bumped her fist into the air energetically, but Kaito only sighed as he looked at the ground.

This sucks, Miku hated seeing her friends all upset. She was willing to do anything to make Kaito happy again, even if he didn't approve of her methods that's a lie he does. Miku grinned and giggled mischeviously.

"Oh Kaitoooo~" she said in a sing-song voice. Kaito knew that tone far to well, and it always lead him to trouble.

"Whatever it is you have planned, don't!" Kaito tried to sound as serious as possible but his cheeks were already getting heated and his voice sounded a bit flustered. Miku giggled again.

"I think you know exactly what I'm about to do~" Miku brought her hands up, teasingly wiggling her fingers at the male vocaloid. Kaito stared at her in pure fear and excitement before deciding to scramble on out of there! Miku wasted no time chasing after him, ungraciously tackling him face first into the ground.

"WAH-! M-Miku get off!" Kaito squirmed under her grasp, but he was effectively trapped. And to make matters worse, Miku pinned one of his arms behind his back.

"Not until you're happy again! Until then...tickle tickleeee~" she quickly dug her finger's against Kaito's side, making him chocke on a laugh. For some reason he was feeling stubborn and didn't want to give Miku the satisfaction of making him laugh, so he opted to bite his lip and thrash around. Not the best plan he came up with, considering how horribly ticklish he is.

"C'mon Kaito, y'know you wanna laugh~" she then moved her fingers up to his ribs and that's when the dam finally broke.

"Nahahahahaha!! M-miku stahaHap!" Kaito squealed and kicked his legs out from behind, he was too ticklish for this! Miku only giggled and kept tormenting the ticklish vocaloid.

After a while of some awfuly good rib tickles, Miku flipped Kaito onto his back. Kaito took this chance to catch his breath, knowing Miku she was far from done with him.

"Hehe I can see your tummy~".

"Huh-? EEP!" He let out a squeak at the sudden poke he felt on his bare stomach. Miku then flashed him a mischevious smirk, uh oh was all Kaito could think.

"Miku what are you- BWAH! AHAHAHAHAHA! M-MIKU NOHOHO!" Kaito shrieked and fell into a fit of hysterical laughter when he felt something soft and fluffy along his tummy. Miku was currently using the tail from her costume to tickle him! She truly was the tickle monster of the Sekai.

"Such a cute ticklish tummy you have~".

Poor Kaito squealed and cackled, kicking out his legs like a puppy. The ticklish dork covered up his face with his hands, too embarrassed from all the weird yet cute noises he kept making from the tail tickles.

Looks like Miku was having none of that though. She stopped the ticklish assault on Kaito's tummy and pinned his arms above his head.

"Aehehe...M-miku let me gohoho!" Kaito's flushed face got revealed once more, showing off his bright smile and watery eyes. He tugged at his arms but of course Miku wouldn't budge.

"Hmmm...are you feeling better now?".

"Mmhm!!!" Kaito nodded his head profusely, it was quite the comedic scene to witness.

"Hehe you suuuure~?" She playfully poked at his armpit.

"YeheHEs! Im suHUHURE!" Kaito squealed once again, almost bucking Miku off of him.

"You really really suuuuuuure~?" She gave his armpit a quick scribble.

"YEHEHEA! P-PLEHEHEASE MIKUHUHU!" Kaito threw his head back in laughter, too tired to even squirm or even think of getting away. Maybe being forced to endure Miku's tickle torture wasn't so bad after all. He couldn't lie, he was feeling much better now.

Looks like the heavens were in Kaito's favor, because shortly after Miku stopped tickling him. She let go of him and gave him room to breathe. He quickly curled up on himself, hugging his torso as stray giggles kept pouring out of him.

"Hahaha...t-thahanks..!".

"Hehe no problem~" she helped him up onto his feet. He was so giggly she was afraid he would fall down again!

"Also, could you please not mention this to anyone? It's kind of embarrassing..." he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Too late for that!".

Kaito let out a startled gasp. In front of him were none other than the gang of misfits- I mean the WonderlandsxShowtime group, all grinning mischeviously towards him.

"Uhh...I-I uhm..." poor Kaito tried to come up with an excuse as his face heated up once more.

"Get him!" yelled out Tsukasa and Emu as the four of them charged straight towards him. Looks like Kaito wasn't catching a break today.

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This kept me wildly entertained during my long ass car trip aksjakajsla

Also im planning on writing a poly VBS fic soo if anyone's got any ideas feel free to send 'em in👀

[bettsfic]

betts your obiwan posting makes me want to watch it, as a prequel fan. i havent looked at star wars in ages and dont have disney+ is this worth pursuing??????

i was certain, CERTAIN, i would be immune to Obi-Wan Kenobi (dir. Deborah Chow, 2022). for 17 miserable years i've been adamant that should disney exhume hayden christensen's acting career for the sake of new darth vader content, i would not be among its audience.

i've been angry most of my life about the prequels--not just that i loved them while recognizing they didn't live up to their potential and that the success of the franchise was largely because a mediocre dude had the right idea at the right time 45 years ago. but also what i loved about the prequels went totally unseen by many fans and made me feel very alone and like i was just making things up (i've since found a lot of people who love the prequels in the same way i do).

what made me angriest though was the unfair and wildly offbase criticism of hayden's acting. i can agree the dialogue is weak. the direction is weak. but hayden christiensen chews the scenery and spits it out. he's phenomenal. so i just couldn't bear the thought of even more of that in the year of our porg 2022, after the hatred for the prequels had finally died down in the wake of rise of skywalker which i think many of us can agree sunk star wars to a new low. not to mention the disneyfication of the franchise which pushes out new shiny happy content nonstop so that star wars is no longer an eagerly anticipated event, just another show on tv, fighting for attention against all the other content out there.

i can't tell you what exactly changed my mind. it wasn't like i saw any positive reviews or a ton of gifsets or anything. in fact it might have been the total absence of hype that sparked my interest. four of six episodes had aired and my feeds were still mostly ofmd and tgcf. so i gave the first episode a shot.

as expected, i was not wholly impressed. the first episode is a lot of plot setup. a little boring. i didn't end up watching the second episode that night. but for days after i kept thinking--isn't this what i've always wanted from star wars? a well-crafted character study that takes its time? a thoughtful story about the aftermath of revenge of the sith, the more intricate economic and social consequences of the clone war and the rise of the empire? ewan mcgregor being a dilf???

i guess until now i didn't believe i'd ever see live action prequel-related star wars content made by someone with more respect for the source material than shock value or high tech explosions. and that was silly of me--i loved rogue one and solo. i wasn't super into the mandalorian but i watched it and recognized it was trying to do something new. those were all different to me though. i wasn't emotionally attached to the original trilogy and its adjacent stories the way i'm attached to the prequels.

[some spoilers after this but nothing you couldn't piece together from the fact hayden has been on the press tour]

i finally watched the second episode. darth vader was there. i thought, did they really bring hayden back just to be the dude in the suit? and they did. they did bring hayden back just to be the dude in the suit. and the bacta tank. and a heartbreaking mirage in the desert. i was expecting just random high-stakes plot content until the very end of the series when we'd finally get an ominous peek at vader. but no. he's like. a main character. obi-wan's love for him and his regret at the events of RotS is overt. his love for padme is there too. like Deborah Chow really said "padobikin is canon lol." it's emotionally devastating in a way i didn't think any new live action prequel content could be.

[spoilers for episode 5 here but i've also reblogged about a thousand gifsets of what i'm talking about so if you've seen those you've already been spoiled]

then in episode five we get a flashback. pre-AotC. and i don't know why this was the thing that really sealed the deal for me but it just meant a lot to me that they didn't fully de-age hayden back to 19. maybe they couldn't or maybe it was a Choice. they might have done a little polishing but but for the most part you look at him and know you're looking at a 41 year old man. it's a flashback, yeah, but i can't help but think "this is what he would have looked like."

and so there i was imprinting onto darth vader again the way i did when i was 15. but whereas back then i related to his eternal struggle to have agency in a society that only wanted to exploit his gifts while denying him any real personhood, now i relate to the abysmal feeling of regret, the long-term consequences of a million wrong choices. and i guess i'm just impressed that despite the disney backing, the show leans into the real tragedy of the whole thing and doesn't let up. it assumes that the thing we care about most isn't the fate of the galaxy but the fate of one man in it, and we already know how his story ends.

the finale airs tomorrow and i'm not nervous. it follows the canon so closely that you can easily deduce where the story is going, and even though many dudebros would have you believe predictability is bad, personally i find it exciting to see the cause and effect sequence of a story told over many generations totally out of chronological order.

and what's more, i've been watching interviews with ewan and hayden and getting the sense that they enjoyed filming the show, and that it wasn't filmed on green screen but on something called The Volume and that seemed to make a big difference. i think it was moses (reva) who said, "you get on set and you're in star wars."

on a personal note though, what i'm most excited about is that after nearly a year struggling with the motivation to write and a total lack of inspiration, somehow i managed to pound out 12k words in 3 days of a longform RotS fix-it fic i've been wanting to write for 17 years.

tl;dr Kenobi isn't a perfect show and it does fall prey to the overbloated nature of the undying big budget franchise disease, but it's thoughtfully made, entertaining for casual fans, and cathartic for diehard prequels fans.

ps i can't stop thinking about middle-aged wifeguy anakin skywalker and that will be my undoing.